Finally, someone who might understand. He tried to argue with the headmistress. Will thought his arguments were sound. She didn't agree. Whoever this man was, he knew combat. He almost gave off the same feelings that Chiron did. Or would, if he wasn't half horse.

"Depends on what your talents are. There's swordfighting, archery, javelins and such, but there's also music and forge time for some of us. And of course there's the climbing wall--it has lava and boulders that come down if you don't climb to the top fast enough. There was a three legged death race just before I arrived here. Don't worry, no one died. One boy did get his leg sawed off though. I think he actually improved since last year--he lost both his arms last time. He'll be fine." Will said, hoping Paolo would be fine. He hadn't had enough time to fully re-attach the leg before waking up here.

He reached out to the Mabari and gave him a pat. "It looks like I'm going to have to train after classes, here."